Ye are come unto mount Zion, and unto the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to an innumerable company of angels.@Hebrews 12:22

Mar­cus L. Will­iams, in New Songs of Praise, ed­it­ed by Al­fred E. Hel­ton et al. (Len­oir, North Ca­ro­li­na: Teach­ers’ Mu­sic Pub­lish­ing, 1913), num­ber 2 (🔊 pdf nwc). The book states Will­iams was liv­ing in De­ca­tur, Mis­sis­sip­pi, when this song was pub­lished.

There’s a city bright and fair,
Peace and glory waiting there
In the blessèd happy land far on high;
Soon that city we shall view
With the faithful and the true,
And with them we’ll ever sing by and by.

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Home at last, home at last,
We shall praise the Lord with angels so fair;
Home at last, home at last,
All the wondrous joys of Heaven to share.

There we’ll walk the golden streets
While each tongue God’s praise repeats,
And we’ll dwell in perfect bliss evermore;
With our loved ones we shall be
Throughout all eternity,
For all parting and all pain will be o’er.

Refrain

Ever upward let us move,
Wafted on the wings of love,
Watching, waiting for the Lord till He come;
Then we shall His face behold,
And with rapture never told,
Sing forever of His love safe at home.

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